Five years ago, just like Du Ruoyi, I had just graduated from college and started my internship.

That day, I was wearing a red scarf and witnessed a car accident. I watched helplessly as someone died right in front of me.

But how could Jiang Xiaoyu have a photo of me from that time? He was only seventeen or eighteen years old five years ago.

This is definitely not a matter of liking; but why?

In my heart, I secretly planned that in a few days I must personally visit Jiang Xiaoyu's home to have a look.

After Xiao Du went home, I went to the law firm again and looked through the cases I had handled in the past. There were no less than a hundred, big and small. I believed I had not violated my conscience and did what justice and fairness I could.

And among these cases, there were no names with the surname Jiang or any words related to Jiang Xiaoyu.

Given the current situation, if Wang Yu's matter had Jiang Xiaoyu's instigation, then the person he wanted to deal with could only be me.

Could it be that some oversight in my work led to some outcome and now it's retaliation?

My life is very simple; I shuttle between work and home every day. After work, I lie at home and watch dramas. Life is simple and boring, leaving no chance to offend anyone.

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